[ Thanks for letting him put on pants. Even if the smart move would be to keep them half-off forever so that Eustace can continue to grill Dokja over his abject misery.
Sometimes, it's useful to share the same Aspect with Dokja, and to know on an intrinsic level what the other man is feeling. Other times, like now, it feels like a monumental burden, a reminder of all the sorrow and guilt Dokja carries inside him that Eustace can't just wave away with a few simple words as much as he wants to. If it was as easy as just staying by Dokja's side forever and never dying, they'd have nothing to worry about. But he knows - and he's sure Dokja knows - that such a future is an impossibility. There are too many variables and too many things outside of their control.
In silence, he finishes putting on his pants. The next step is grabbing and pulling on shoes, but he doesn't have the heart to shake Dokja's hold off just yet. ]
Hey. Look at me.
[ Dokja may not want to be reasoned with right now, but Eustace has never been good at maintaining boundaries. ]
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Sometimes, it's useful to share the same Aspect with Dokja, and to know on an intrinsic level what the other man is feeling. Other times, like now, it feels like a monumental burden, a reminder of all the sorrow and guilt Dokja carries inside him that Eustace can't just wave away with a few simple words as much as he wants to. If it was as easy as just staying by Dokja's side forever and never dying, they'd have nothing to worry about. But he knows - and he's sure Dokja knows - that such a future is an impossibility. There are too many variables and too many things outside of their control.
In silence, he finishes putting on his pants. The next step is grabbing and pulling on shoes, but he doesn't have the heart to shake Dokja's hold off just yet. ]
Hey. Look at me.
[ Dokja may not want to be reasoned with right now, but Eustace has never been good at maintaining boundaries. ]